She kept running, even though the sign said “Departed” hoping that maybe it was wrong and there was a chance that she could still board the plane. She stopped in front of the gate assistant, gasping for air as she tried to speak. “Please, I have to get onto the 5:40 flight to the Grand Caymans”. The airline employee on the other side of the desk looked up, calm, collected and polite but completely indifferent. “I am so sorry Miss, but the flight has already taken off. If you would like, we can see if there’s space on the next flight out.” Lisa took a deep breath and exhaled slowly in relief. “Oh, thank you. I was so worried I would miss the wedding,” she said as she tried to catch her breath. The ticket machine clicked and clattered as her new ticket was printed. “Here you are Miss,” he said with a smile. “Your ticket is all set for 5:40 tomorrow, to the Grand Caymans.” “Tomorrow!” she nearly shouted. “I can’t leave tomorrow, I have to leave today!
